Now we are six…

Whitsun Bank Holiday already ? That can only mean one thing – this website has passed another year of existence !

Now, I do have an extra-special poem coming tomorrow which I’ve been saving up. And by ‘extra-special’, I of course mean ‘it’s a bit longer, innit’. But before that, I want to share with you the wonders of AI in all their limited glory.

I recently discovered the Suno.com – where they make music out of users’ lyrics and prompts (the former mostly sung, though some lines are ignored and some are randomly repeated, while the latter are almost all ignored, though sometimes ignored in very interesting ways). The results are then spat out as full-formed songs which have only one foot in uncanny valley, and the other on the not-bad-actually foothills.

So, here are a few of mine. As a tone-mute poet who has often thought of their children as songs without music, this has been a fascinating experience, and not without a few hits to show for it. Note that the maximum length is two minutes, though more credits can be used to extend it. You’ll find a mixture here of songs that cut-off abruptly and ones where I’ve splurged on an encore. Also note that having my words sung back to me revealed a few lurking typos which have now been immortalised in melody. Other mis-pronouncements are entirely the algorithm’s fault…

Angel & Demon
The Engineer
The Future
One, Two, Bakerloo
Prog Log / Hello Aeronautic
The Rhythm of Life
Russian Rush
The Singalong Song
Swotto-Socks
Teenage Timbrels
These Eyes ain’t for Crying
Trans-Human / Binary Error
Undreamt
Verbally Hyperbole
The Wake / The Emigrants’ Song

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